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For a room that reeks of pussy, there are an awful lot of dicks wandering around,

The victim trembles in the corner next to a bloody, broken condom on the frigid ground.

Only fourteen years young and her innocence was carelessly and selfishly ripped to shreds and taken away,

On the day of her wicked wedding, her once splendid white dress will be replaced with the darkest shades of red and gray.

She shuts her eyes and prays that all of this was merely a nightmare of a dream,

She shuts her legs as she lets out yet another silent scream.

Nothing more than a blow-up doll to this infamous gang of males who will never truly mature to be men,

It's that tragic time of the year for the rabbits to mate and murder once again.



...Stitching our eyes shut to showcase our silent surrender, but that atrocious stench still saturates the sky,

The voluptuous vultures vacate their vile victims then find another vacant virgin and veil her vitality, for the marauders never run dry of their sinister supply...



For a society that is saturated with sex, there is an amazingly immense amount of nuns parading the polluted streets,

Concealing their true selves with the mannequin masks at the same place where sin and salvation spontaneously and satanically meets.

Their fruit is supposedly forbidden...but these days, who hasn't enjoyed the fig's tainted taste?

Ripping off their corrupted costumes and setting their vows of celibacy ablaze, for the whores of Heaven has finally come to a realization that living their lives in purity is purely a terrible waste.

So they backstab their savior as they spread their legs like the wings of the Devil's dove,

Looking up to the shattered skies above as they deceive the God that they used to worship and love.



...We allowed Adam and Eve to devour anything they desired, except the devious apples from the toxic tree, but they still continued to corrupt our creeds and bite the hand that feeds,

Signing the dotted line on the dirty deeds to finally be freed, but Satan ignores our pleads and fails to concede as He plants in the soil more sadistic seeds...



For a world that is robbed from rescue and recovery, there is an infinite number of naive and narcissistic nimrods who will hibernate and hunt in any hollow hole,

A scar is born on society's soul as the melancholic mistakes of tomorrow already begin to take their terrible toll, for the planet painfully failed to wear protection or take its birth control.



...Forfeit our faith and favorable fate as we forever lock Jesus in His rusty cage and emancipate the demon,

Redemption will never be resurrected, for countless confessions, on no account, can save our sheets from smelling like teen semen...